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Sam sighed, shrugging, "A'ight cracka. Just don't blame Archer fo' how he's actin'. Dat's all I was sayin'." she remained silent after that.

Michael stayed quiet as well. The nurse had long since knocked Todd out and began a prodcedure to get the bullet out of Todd's leg.

Todd was wincing in pain, "Just pull it out!"

"Shut up and let me do my job you little twit! You're the one who got shot in the fucking leg." The nurse growled as she carefull pulled the bullet out.

"Because I was doing my job!" Todd replied in frustration, "And if I wasn't doing my job, you'd be dead!"

"Quite the contrary. If I didn't do MY job, YOU would be dead. Now shut your TRAP before I shut it FOR YA!!"

Todd coughed, "Did YOU stop Ivan Von Duke from spreading an undead plague worldwide?" he asked, "And your job is just to get this bullet out of my LEG. If it was in my gut and you weren't doing your job, hell yes I'd be dead. My leg isn't my gut."

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Todd coughed, "Did YOU stop Ivan Von Duke from spreading an undead plague worldwide?" he asked, "And your job is just to get this bullet out of my LEG. If it was in my gut and you weren't doing your job, hell yes I'd be dead. My leg isn't my gut."

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Todd coughed, "Did YOU stop Ivan Von Duke from spreading an undead plague worldwide?" he asked, "And your job is just to get this bullet out of my LEG. If it was in my gut and you weren't doing your job, hell yes I'd be dead. My leg isn't my gut."

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Todd coughed, "Did YOU stop Ivan Von Duke from spreading an undead plague worldwide?" he asked, "And your job is just to get this bullet out of my LEG. If it was in my gut and you weren't doing your job, hell yes I'd be dead. My leg isn't my gut."

The nurse's eye twitched. "You can take a punch then right?"

"Of course I can." Todd said quizzically.

A smirk spread across her face. The woman raised her arm slightly and as quick as lightning, punched Todd across the face.

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Todd coughed, "Did YOU stop Ivan Von Duke from spreading an undead plague worldwide?" he asked, "And your job is just to get this bullet out of my LEG. If it was in my gut and you weren't doing your job, hell yes I'd be dead. My leg isn't my gut."

The nurse's eye twitched. "You can take a punch then right?"

"Of course I can." Todd said quizzically.

A smirk spread across her face. The woman raised her arm slightly and as quick as lightning, punched Todd across the face.

"If you just wanna hit me why don't you stop working on my leg and let one of the surgeons at the base camp do it when we get back?"

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Todd coughed, "Did YOU stop Ivan Von Duke from spreading an undead plague worldwide?" he asked, "And your job is just to get this bullet out of my LEG. If it was in my gut and you weren't doing your job, hell yes I'd be dead. My leg isn't my gut."

The nurse's eye twitched. "You can take a punch then right?"

"Of course I can." Todd said quizzically.

A smirk spread across her face. The woman raised her arm slightly and as quick as lightning, punched Todd across the face.

"If you just wanna hit me why don't you stop working on my leg and let one of the surgeons at the base camp do it when we get back?"

"You are such an ASSHOLE! I wish you would bleed to death! With an attitide like that, no wonder people don't like you. And then you're going to say 'I don't care about what other people think of me' and I'm going to walk out and leave that scaple in your leg as a parting gift. Take it out very carefully, or you might paralyze your leg ok?" The nurse turned and left.

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Todd coughed, "Did YOU stop Ivan Von Duke from spreading an undead plague worldwide?" he asked, "And your job is just to get this bullet out of my LEG. If it was in my gut and you weren't doing your job, hell yes I'd be dead. My leg isn't my gut."

The nurse's eye twitched. "You can take a punch then right?"

"Of course I can." Todd said quizzically.

A smirk spread across her face. The woman raised her arm slightly and as quick as lightning, punched Todd across the face.

"If you just wanna hit me why don't you stop working on my leg and let one of the surgeons at the base camp do it when we get back?"

"You are such an ASSHOLE! I wish you would bleed to death! With an attitide like that, no wonder people don't like you. And then you're going to say 'I don't care about what other people think of me' and I'm going to walk out and leave that scaple in your leg as a parting gift. Take it out very carefully, or you might paralyze your leg ok?" The nurse turned and left.

Todd rolled his eyes. Archer slid over next to him, "Don't worry 'bout 'er, Tom." he said calmly, "She never met CTOF types before. She'll come around to how we act."